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Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 71967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 360(@200wpm)___ 288(@250wpm)___ 240(@300wpm)
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Beautiful Torment (Beautiful #1)

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Paige Laurens
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B00TXRAL6E
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We both knew it was wrong. But nothing has ever felt this right.
He's a teacher. I'm his student. But that doesn't stop us.
Luci Cunningham is about to begin her senior year, but her entire world is turned upside down when she walks into chemistry on the first day of school. She didn't expect her teacher to be so... hot.
Warning: This book contains explicit language, sex scenes, and is intended for ages 18 and up.
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NOSTALGIA PART I

It’s been almost three years since I pulled my car into the familiar parking lot. I’ve imagined coming back so many times. I must have played out no less than five hundred scenarios on how this day would occur in my head.

None of them were like this.

I always pictured it happening on my terms, and not because Gracie forgot a term paper.

I’m not ready or prepared.

I turn off the engine, even though it’s January and I have no plans on getting out of the car anytime soon. I watch as my hot breath fills the freezing air, staring at the expansive brick high school in the background.

They changed the MTHS letters.

I liked the old ones better.

I bang my head against the steering wheel to stop the memories from flooding in. No one forgets their senior year, but shit, I’ve tried so hard to.

Maybe he won’t be here today. Possibly luck will be on my side.

I close my eyes and envision the task at hand. All I have to do is sign in, make it down a hallway to the main office, and tell them I have a paper for Gracie Cunningham, then walk back down the one hallway, sign out, and be on my way. It’s a large school, what are my odds?

I’m planning on not seeing him.

I most likely won’t see him.

At least, that’s what I told myself this morning when I received Gracie’s text and rolled out of bed at 11 (gotta love the life of a college student). I threw on a pair of sweatpants, a bra, my t-shirt that says ‘so fancy’, and boots. Although, maybe it was a bad sign when I opened my bedroom door and the house alarm started blaring.

Dad forgot I was home on winter break. He does this every time.

I immediately tied my newly blond highlighted hair into a messy ponytail and ran to the front door to shut it off, just like I’ve had to do all week. That damn high pitch shrill nearly giving me a heart attack.

My hands start to shake as I lift my head and stare at my pale face in the rearview mirror. I didn’t bother with makeup today, and a memory pushes its way forward in my mind - he calls me beautiful. I attempt to will the flashback away, grabbing onto my sweatpants, but another one forces its way in. I’m in sweatpants, and we’re kissing, touching each other for the very first time.

No, this can’t happen! They’ve gone away!

I open the car door in a hurry and jump out, heaving. The cool air rushes up my nose and into my mouth, causing my eyes to sting, but the pain feels good.

It’s all I’ve known these past few years.

Get it together!

My phone dings and I look back into the car, watching as it lights up in the center console. It’s Gracie. She wonders why she hasn’t been called to the office yet.

Oh, the mindset of a high school senior, when the most horrible thing in life is not turning in a paper on time. I wonder if she realizes what an amazing sister coming here makes me?

She most likely does.

She’s the only one who knows what happened.

Walking towards the large front doors of the high school does weird things to me. There are far too many past moments floating around now, confusing me.

It’s hard to hate someone you love, and damn it if the stinging in my eyes doesn’t go away! I’ve gotten myself under control as time has passed, but it’s the familiar surroundings all around me now that are screwing with me.

The coldness of the metal door handle shocks me back to life, and I fumble through my purse for my license as I approach the makeshift sign in table. I end up not needing it though. The lady remembers me from my time here. Great.

I sign my name as she asks how I’ve been and where I’m going to school. I want to tell her not the same, and it doesn’t matter, but I’m much more pleasant than that. She hands me a white name sticker that I place on my shirt, and I immediately start down the hallway, past the library, and force myself not to look down any of the other corridors. If I continue to stare straight ahead I can’t see what (or who, really) may be down them.

It’s safer that way.

The smell is exactly the same, as is the eerie quietness of the school while classes are in session.

I used to love it all.

Thankfully, I make it to the main office unscathed, and hand over Gracie’s paper. I’m starting to relax now that my task is halfway over.

I can do this.

The lady behind the desk is making small talk, and I give her quick answers, not wanting to waste any time - easy in and easy out.


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Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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Luci Cunningham had a heart-wrenching affair with her high school chemistry teacher. Beautiful Torment told the story, ending with Luci, now a college senior home on winter break, bringing her sister a paper she forgot at home. Walking through the doors of her old high school is jarring, especially now that she's only finally starting to overcome her broken heart. The last thing she told Josh Harrington was to never speak to her again, so when she runs into him in the hallway, she's caught off guard. Sparks fly, but it's probably just old feelings resurfacing. Luci is still furious with his past lies and deceit, but he surprisingly asks her out on a date - the one thing she wanted throughout her senior year of high school. She's someone new, and the pain Josh inflicted remains in the forefront of her mind. However, Mr. Harrington doesn't take no for an answer, and we soon learn he is dead set on winning her back, no matter the cost. But, can Luci forgive? Find out what happens in Beautiful Dream, which picks up the day after Beautiful Torment ends.
This book is part of a series, therefore, you should read Beautiful Torment (which is the first book), prior to reading this one.
Warning: This book contains explicit language, sex scenes, and is intended for ages 18 and up.
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Beautiful Series by Paige Laurens
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Nostalgia Part III (January 2005)

-Luci-

If you can wear stockings, and within ten minutes not rip them, then you’re my hero. Personally, I can’t do it. They always tear!

I throw my latest nylon victim off to the side, before sliding into another pair - the very last pair I own, mind you. I zip up my boots (again), and give myself a once over in the mirror. My hands shake as I tug down on my almost short brown dress, before hooking the buckle in the middle. My hands travel up, pulling on the sleeves, until they are brushing through my newly blonde highlighted brown hair, placing it back into the ponytail I just took it out of.

Maybe I should put on more blush, or less lipstick, or maybe a different shade all together? Or, hell, maybe I should change into something else entirely? Actually, now that I’m really looking, I think my hair looked better down.

I undo the ponytail as I glance towards my bed, or in the general direction of it. I can’t really see it with the pile of clothes on top. The blue digits on the clock catch my eye. It’s dangerously close to 6:30, and I have to get a move on or I’ll be late, and I hate being late.

I linger for another few seconds, debating, thinking, well aware that this is possibly the best and worst thing I’m about to go do. I wonder, for the umpteenth time since yesterday, if I should cancel, but my feet start moving, making me leave my bedroom before I gain any sense of rational.

“Luci!” Mom’s shout takes me out of my dream-like, reflective state.

“Yeah?” I make my way down the hallway, towards the upstairs landing.

“Oh!” She exclaims when I come into view, surprised to see me all dressed up. “You look nice!” Her smile reaches her eyes and it lights up her face. “Where are you off to?”

“Um,” I hesitate, descending the stairs. “I’m going out with an old friend.”

I’m not about to tell her the truth now, two and a half years later. Or, make that ever. I can’t ever tell her the truth.

“A friend,” she repeats, still smiling.

No, Mom, I think. I’m going out on a date. Nope, not with my current boyfriend from school in Boston, who’s away while we’re on winter break, but with my once high school chemistry teacher. Yes, the one I secretly had sex with on a daily basis throughout senior year. The one who broke my heart so badly it left you and Dad thinking the worst. Yep, that very one!

“Luci?” Mom waves her hand in front of my face, snapping me out of my daze.

Stupid Josh Harrington.

“Yeah, sorry,” I mumble. She’s not too taken aback, and for the first time in what seems like forever, she’s actually happy and relaxed as she regards me. It’s probably from seeing me giddy, ready to go out, and not sitting locked in my room like I usually am. I’m sure she’s pleased that I’m doing something normal, like the old me would.

I’m growing back into her, slowly.

“Well, have a good time with your friend that has you getting dressed so beautifully,” she smiles, and I start for the door. “And call if you’re going to be after 11, just so I don’t worry.” I nod, grabbing my coat and bracing myself for the freezing late January air.

My car rumbles to life as I back out of the driveway, and I grab onto the steering wheel tighter than usual, my head spinning and heart swelling.

I’m about to see him. The one person I never wanted to see again. The only person I’d ever hope to see again. The one who broke my heart when I found out he was married, and his wife about to have a baby.

I told him to never speak to me again. That was the last thing I said to him, until yesterday. Yesterday, my sister Gracie had me drop off a paper she left home, and out of all the many people at the high school, I see him.

I should’ve said no when he asked to get together tonight, but I was so stunned by our sudden encounter that I couldn’t get a damn word out. He always had a way of rendering me speechless, and clearly that hasn’t changed.

Of course, I’m mad at myself for agreeing to this. I really should’ve said no. I should have told him how I’ve moved on, and that I’m seeing someone now.

Well, sort of.

Nevertheless, I should have thought about this new guy, and I curse him yet again for always taking up so much of me. My life is finally getting back on track, and how dare he mess it up again! I won’t let him, and I refuse to think back to last night, how all I could do was replay his words in my head.


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